Life

The bird flew
The beagle halted
Raindrops fell, but only a few
The ice melted, the leaf dropped
The ground salted

Regretting some choices, to name a few
Uncertainty looming
Limited openings, naming two

The quest goes on
Not always forward
The sun sets
The object is drawn
People dance
Around and around
Its all chance
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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